In the dead of night, when the world is still, And the only sounds are the creaks and chills, There’s a woman who works alone and grim, A coroner in…
The Grafted Soul
In shade, I ponder, my hands are stained, A strange architect, of fractured remains, Piecing together, a puzzle untamed, A better me, or a monster to be blamed? This darkened…
Twilight Of Trust
Dear You, In the labyrinth of your laughter, I once danced, oblivious. Each chuckle was a chisel, carving hollows in my spirit. You spun stories, as an artist paints illusions,…
The Cost
In the muted haze of a whiskey dawn, beneath the jaded glow, A tale of trust lies traded, in a world moving slow. Words, once cheap, now in scarcity, their…
Echoes of Tomorrow
Beneath the carnival of rusted dreams, Where faded hopes dissolve in midnight’s gleam, No soul dares to speak the spectral hymns, Of the cold ghost-lights and their ancient whims. Hush…
Infernal Ink
Amidst the twilight of ethereal shades, a soul, fragmented, seeks the ether’s call, for years it wandered, seeking truth, unwitting artist, lost within the sprawl. The shards roam through realms…